Besides the crew, part of the felines were brave enough to leave the safety of the walls and fought with everything they had.
Caw! Caw!
Nyx, the dark crow, flew above the battle.
His bottomless gaze observed Nyla, his master, while she was locked in combat with an ant emitting the aura of a Grandmaster.
Having recently advanced to Late Master did not mean she could afford to fight the creature fairly, which was why she was supported by several of her kin, Colt being one of them.
Explosions erupted from the center of the battlefield, where Michael and the crew did everything in their power to halt the largest number of enemies possible.
However, neither Nyla nor Colt were able to glimpse at the spectacle, having their hands full with a single enemy.
Sweat clung to Nyla's forehead as she launched one arrow after the next. Since the golden exoskeleton of the spiritual beast was too thick for her to pierce, she focused on the gaps in its armor.
